The day began with Joohyun discovering a small, frayed hole in Seungwan’s pillowcase. And then in hers, and then in just about every fabric she had laying around. Swiftly stripping the pillow, the exasperated vampiress strode out to track down the little criminal, gently kicking away chew toys and raw hide, untouched as the day they’d been bought.

“Seung – Wan.”

She didn’t raise her voice. She didn’t have to. Those two syllables alone were enough to get her point across.

Seungwan was to come to her name, and she was to do it, now.

Little squeaks were coming from behind the sofa.

Oh gosh, Seungwan cringed at that double emphasis of doom. If only those paws could dig through concrete, she’d be tunnelling her way to Seulgi’s house by now. Seulgi wouldn’t mind holes in her sofa… she’d love them, probably!

Unlike mummy… so fussy.

She had to think fast, she could already hear Joohyun pretending not to know where she was.

Okay, options? Dash, or play dead. Hm, the first one, however tempting, she knew from her own bible of failed attempts that Joohyun was just going to add another goddamned page to it. The latter, far more suitable, Seungwan thought. She was a little actress and although Joohyun was somehow able to see right through that insane talent every time, she took it as constructive criticism. Joohyun became her sort of Ebert, and she just took it upon herself to do better for next time. Perhaps she’d put on such a good show that Joohyun, completely mind blown, would forget to be mad at her altogether.

Plus… ‘dead’ puppies don’t get time-outs, do they? Puppies trying to outrun their mummies wrath for their annoying teething habits very much do, however.

And Seungwan’d be damned if she let that happen the fifth time this week.

So all in all, dash? Get caught. Play dead? Most probably get caught.

She’d take whatever chance she could get, please and thank you.

So when a very suspecting Joohyun, only having to follow the trail of mildly destroyed surfaces, rounded the noticeably frayed corner of the sofa, she had to swallow a laugh. From screwed shut eyes, to tongue pointedly sticking out the corner of … and of course limbs splayed out haphazardly, Joohyun was looking at the dictionary definition of dead. Save for the nervous, laboured panting, Seungwan was dead, and only a monster could still be angry after that.

A resigned sigh and head shake later, the vampiress was crouched down beside he